Charles Burchfield, Journals,May 30, 1916

Heaven is an inexplicable thing—It occurs seemingly without reason and at unexpected moments—Heaven inspired by feelings of virtuous living is a poverty-stricken substitute for the reality—The most “immoral” being may experience the sublime oftener than the morally correct mediocre mind—

I was sketching near roaring rapids today and by chance held my pad vertical—and at once a fine ratting sound issued from it, seeming like wind in dry grass; nor did it come if I inclined it the one way or the other. It was probably a “catch-place” for the sound of the rapids—

I became the mental wanderer again today—I travelled far—
Charles Burchfield, May 30, 1916